All Chapters of The Devil's Nurse: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Cassian’s POVI deepened the kiss at her neck, my fingers drawing lazy, taunting circles on her waist.Nothing.No gasp. No soft moan. No sign she was even here with me.I pulled back, teeth grinding.“You’re not afraid of losing me, Cassian,” she said coldly, standing straighter, “the truth is, you’re just afraid of losing one of your properties.”The words cut deeper than any blade.She turned and headed for the door.“Where are you going?” My voice came out heavier than I wanted, dragged down by exhaustion I couldn’t hide.“I’m hungry.”And just like that…slam. The door was closed, her presence gone.I buried my face in my hands and let out a low, guttural groan.What the hell should I do? She wouldn’t even give me a chance to explain, to fight for whatever this was before it slipped away.Wait.Did the maid take those clothes to the temple yet?Have they bound us… or did she…My stomach knotted.Did she burn them or curse us? Is that what this is about?Oh, if she’s been messing

Cassian’s POVI stood frozen, the weight of her gaze a noose tightening around my throat.One wrong move and it would all come crashing down.I didn’t want her finding out like this. I wanted to tell her myself…when the time was right, when I could control the reaction… and the fallout.She rubbed her eyes lazily, then, to my relief, dropped back into the bed and buried her head under the pillow.Only when her breathing slowed again did I move. I pulled the wheelchair closer, lowered myself into it, and let out a slow breath, closing my eyes for a moment.When I was certain she’d drifted off, I opened the door and slipped out.I didn’t roll far before I caught Luca’s hurried footsteps up ahead.“Boss, they’ve arrived,” he said, coming up behind me and pushing the chair.“How many of the subheads are here?” I asked, my tone clipped.“Eight,” Luca replied as we neared the meeting room.The moment we entered, the heavy door shut behind us with a thud.The men stood, a low murmur of Boss

Cassian’s POVHer voice split me in half.“Yes.”That one word shattered the air, as if she had pulled the pin out of a grenade and tossed it straight into my chest.I watched her walk toward where we stood, barefoot, careless, like she didn’t even realize the storm she was walking into. She had on one of my shirts, hanging loose over her frame, thin fabric clinging to her skin in ways that made restraint feel like a joke. No bra. The sharp outline of her nipples pressed against the cotton, obscene in the daylight, begging to be punished for taunting me. Her hair was a wild, tangled mess, proof she hadn’t been out of my bed long, and all I could think about was how I should’ve kept her there…locked down, trapped beneath me where she belonged.I wasn’t even furious when I heard her response. Not enraged. Just… hollow. A sadness so heavy it pressed against my lungs. My hands tightened on the wheels of my chair, my gaze locked on her face as though staring hard enough would force her to

Reina’s POVFew fucks and a spanking later, the steam of the shower had washed away the sweat of our chaos, and now we were dressing.A lunch date.That’s right…Cassian Morelli and I, heading to a lunch date. If that wasn’t insane enough, I realized this was probably our official first date.I’d woken up this morning determined to give him the cold shoulder, to play detached, to remind myself that my place here was temporary. Determined to leave after this trip. That was the plan…until I saw the police. Until I stepped in. Until his confession.And God, that confession…It cracked something open inside me, warmed a part of me I thought I had buried. He lost his daughter in the dark game of this world. His grief wasn’t weakness. It was the scar he carried, and the fear of losing again was the only thing that kept him sharp.And before you judge me, don’t. I know I always say I’ll leave, but the truth is…I’m too far gone. Head over heels in love with Cassian Morelli. That should terrif

Cassian’s POV“Drag her out of here, or lock her somewhere,” I snapped, my voice razor-sharp. “You might as well knock her unconscious. I don’t care which. Just get her out of my sight”Lucas shifted, ready to obey, but Reina twisted in his grip like a storm barely contained.“No...wait!” she cried, shoving back, hair falling loose around her flushed face. Her voice wavered, but her resolve didn’t. “Cassian, I’m a nurse. This is what I do. You can’t ask me to just sit still while someone bleeds out in front of me. I can’t help it!”Her hands trembled, knotted napkins pressed against the bastard’s stump, blood seeping fast between her fingers. She looked up at me, those wide eyes blazing, pleading but stubborn. “Let me fix the cut before he bleeds out. Please.”“And what makes you think I don’t want him to bleed out?” I bit out, my voice like a blade drawn slow, cold fury simmering beneath every word. My hands twitched with the violent urge to smash something...anything...just to silen